Chapter 352: The Regretful Hun Miesheng

"You are a remnant of the Xiao Clan!?"

Hun Miesheng's voice resounded throughout the entire mountain range, his eyes filled with intense terror.

Xiao Han had long anticipated Hun Miesheng's reaction and said calmly, "If viewed from the perspective of your Soul Clan, that is indeed the case."

Hun Miesheng stared fixedly at Xiao Han; this face, which he had once been extremely familiar with, was now so strange it was simply terrifying.

This fellow, who had hidden himself for nearly two hundred years and kept all the Ancient Races in the dark, was now taking the initiative to reveal his identity—what exactly was his intention?

And...

Hun Miesheng's thoughts raced, and all his past doubts found a reasonable explanation at this moment.

"No wonder the Xiao Clan, which should have been reduced to trash and fallen into the dust, could produce a Dou Sheng expert, and one so powerful at that."

"So it was all your doing!"

Hun Miesheng's pupils shrank abruptly, as if he had thought of something, and he looked at Xiao Han in horror, "Was Xiao Xuan resurrected by you?"

Noticing Hun Miesheng's gaze, Xiao Han said quite sincerely, "These things do indeed have something to do with me."

He then spread his hands and smiled, "What? Want to tear me into ten thousand pieces?"

Hun Miesheng did not hide his killing intent at all, saying word by word, "If I had known today would come, this Hall Master would have personally taken action back when you were just slightly famous to finish you off and nip the trouble in the bud!"

Hun Miesheng regretted it immensely now; the Xiao Han of the past was merely a Peak Venerable, an existence he could have destroyed with a flip of his hand, yet he had let such a good opportunity slip by?

Now...

Raising a tiger only leads to trouble!

Hun Miesheng sighed endlessly in his heart.

Regarding the hindsight behavior of his old friend Hun Miesheng, Xiao Han did not care at all; at least he was the one who had the last laugh now.

"Rest assured, you still have one chance," Xiao Han said.

"A chance?" Hun Miesheng looked at Xiao Han suspiciously; now that he was the meat on the chopping block, he certainly didn't see any chance.

Xiao Han smiled faintly, "I won't kill you this time; I'll give you a chance to return to the Soul Clan's main base."

"What?" Hun Miesheng stared at Xiao Han in disbelief. Had this guy lost his mind? Was he not afraid that he would leak the intelligence about the Xiao Clan members?

Seeming to see what was in Hun Miesheng's mind, Xiao Han mocked, "So what if you leak the intelligence that I am a member of the Xiao Clan?"

"Does Hun Tiandi still have the spare energy to free up his hands and join forces with the other Nine-Star Dou Sheng of your Soul Clan to encircle and suppress me?"

Hun Miesheng's heart sank instantly; he realized keenly that what Xiao Han said was not false. Although their overall strength appeared to have the advantage...

No!

Hun Miesheng reacted and turned to look at the smiling Xiao Han; if this guy also joined the war...

Plus the resurrected Xiao Xuan, the gap in combat power between the two sides...

Hun Miesheng once again hated his past self for not strangling the danger in the cradle.

Just because of a single moment of hesitation, he had created two Nine-Star Dou Sheng enemies for the Soul Clan out of thin air, and perhaps even other Dou Sheng experts who appeared because of this.

Regret is useless now!

However, Hun Miesheng was, after all, an expert who had been famous for many years; even though his heart was in turmoil, he showed nothing on his face.

"Speak, what do you want me to do?"

"If you want this Hall Master to betray my clan's intelligence, then you don't need to think about it."

"Rest assured, I am not that naive." Just kidding, for Hun Miesheng to reach this level, his loyalty to the Soul Clan was beyond doubt.

Unless the other party's soul was directly replaced, perhaps there might be a possibility of betrayal, but that was the specialty of Void Swallowing Flame, and Xiao Han did not think he had that ability.

As for torture and forced confession, Xiao Han could only chuckle; which expert at the Dou Sheng realm hadn't experienced hardships on their path of growth, perhaps even having been smashed to pieces several times? How could they be broken by a little bit of pain?

Xiao Han extended his hand, and a lustrous, ancient jade piece suddenly appeared in his palm.

"Tuoshe Ancient Emperor Jade?!" Hun Miesheng exclaimed, his eyes fixed intently on the Tuoshe Ancient Emperor Jade in Xiao Han's hand.

Had their Soul Clan not been plotting for thousands of years, slaughtering one Ancient Race after another, and ending up in a position where the whole world was their enemy, all for that Tuoshe Ancient Emperor Jade?

"Wasn't the Xiao Clan's Tuoshe Ancient Emperor Jade given to the Ancient Clan?"

Subsequently, Hun Miesheng fell into deep confusion; the news of Xiao Zhan gifting the jade had caused quite a stir among the Ancient Races, and at the time, many members of the Ancient Races were secretly cursing the Ancient Clan for their good luck.

The Ancient Clan would definitely not spit out the Tuoshe Ancient Emperor Jade they had swallowed, so there was only one possibility: this Tuoshe Ancient Emperor Jade belonged to another Ancient Race.

Without waiting for Hun Miesheng to figure out the answer, Xiao Han said with a chuckle, "This is the Yao Clan's Tuoshe Ancient Emperor Jade."

"But it is in my hands now."

"So..." Hun Miesheng frowned, "what do you intend to do?"

"What do I intend to do?" Xiao Han's expression suddenly turned cold, "Hand over the jade, and I will release the person!"

"Release my nephew-in-sect back, completely unharmed!"

"So that's it!"

Hun Miesheng looked up and laughed, "I never expected that Ice Saint would go to such great lengths to obtain the Yao Clan's Tuoshe Ancient Emperor Jade, only for the sake of his own nephew-in-sect!"

"Truly unparalleled in benevolence and righteousness..."

"Urgh..." Hun Miesheng suddenly screamed; cold energy permeated Xiao Han's palm.

"Although fire has the effect of roasting the soul, extreme cold can also make you feel pain worse than death. I want to see if your Heavenly Realm Great Perfection soul can withstand my extreme cold."

The entire process lasted for a full half-hour; Hun Miesheng went from screaming repeatedly at the beginning to losing even the strength to shout at the end.

Finally, Xiao Han stopped his movements and said calmly, "Well, how does this taste?"

Hun Miesheng did not answer; at this moment, his soul was much more illusory than it was initially, and he was weak and listless, completely unable to respond to Xiao Han's question.

"If you had known this would happen, you shouldn't have done it in the first place; you are simply asking for trouble," Xiao Han could not help but shake his head.

"Ten days later, at Langtian City, I will wait for your Soul Clan to come and exchange the jade; don't be late!" Xiao Han said in a low voice, "At worst, we will just keep dragging this out."

He then changed his tone, "Perhaps, one day when I am in a bad mood, I will use this Tuoshe Ancient Emperor Jade as a betrothal gift for my junior Xiao Yan to marry the Ancient Clan's Xiao Gongzhu."

"At that time, if your Soul Clan wants it, it won't be as simple as it is now."

Listening to this blatant threat from Xiao Han, anger rose in Hun Miesheng's heart, yet he could only listen passively while calculating in his mind that one day, once Xiao Han fell into his hands, he would certainly deal with him properly.

……

Watching the figure of Hun Miesheng fleeing into the distance, a cold sneer could not help but appear on the corner of Xiao Han's mouth. The Tuoshe Ancient Emperor Jade required every piece to be complete, and the one in his hand was absolutely unavoidable; in the face of the hope of becoming Imperial, he did not believe Hun Tiandi would easily let go of this Tuoshe Ancient Emperor Jade that he thought about day and night, even if it meant provoking a Nine-Star Dou Sheng enemy to do so.

"However..." Xiao Han mused, "This time I reckon I'll have to invite my ancestor over to hold down the fort!"

Although Xiao Han did not fear the Soul Clan, in order to ensure he possessed the right to converse with the other party on equal footing, he should still make a few more preparations.

But these were matters to consider after returning; right now, Xiao Han clearly had a more definite goal, casting his gaze toward Tian Dian, a burning heat showing in Xiao Han's eyes, "Soul Origin..."